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On Getting Collared
Dec. 10th, 2010 01:55 amCassius knew that tonight would be the night. Arrangements had been made, favours called in. Most of their constabulary contacts thought them to be mad, and they may very well be right, but oh what did it matter? Tonight Cassius was going to be shuttled-off under arrest to New Newgate.
There were many things that they had done to warrant it, but they had never been caught or suspected for such. According to one of the inspectors, L.S. Cassius was so respectable that it would take a lot of work to get sent-off. So it wasn't L.S. Cassius that was being arrested. It was just some nameless drunkard that had gotten into one too many fights outside the Parlour of Virtue. So the red-haired suspect had drank and indulged to the point of stumbling around, and punched some lady's suitor enough to knock him over. If this suspect had been Cassius, they would have arranged for the victim to be an overeager suitor of an ex-lover whom they had seduced months ago for rather selfish reasons. They would owe it to her after-all. Of course as this wasn't Cassius, no one actually knew what was going on, so other gentlemen tried to join in. Even though this wasn't who it may of been, they certainly fought like such, even while foundering. After the first lot, others tried just for the challenge of it, and after the 2nd wave, they had managed to make it out to the street. Some-possibly paid in advance-heiress got the constables involved instead of the neddies, and it took a group to finally bring the suspect into custody. Oddly, though it was never mentioned in the report, said suspect had already been wearing a standard issue mask.
There were many things that they had done to warrant it, but they had never been caught or suspected for such. According to one of the inspectors, L.S. Cassius was so respectable that it would take a lot of work to get sent-off. So it wasn't L.S. Cassius that was being arrested. It was just some nameless drunkard that had gotten into one too many fights outside the Parlour of Virtue. So the red-haired suspect had drank and indulged to the point of stumbling around, and punched some lady's suitor enough to knock him over. If this suspect had been Cassius, they would have arranged for the victim to be an overeager suitor of an ex-lover whom they had seduced months ago for rather selfish reasons. They would owe it to her after-all. Of course as this wasn't Cassius, no one actually knew what was going on, so other gentlemen tried to join in. Even though this wasn't who it may of been, they certainly fought like such, even while foundering. After the first lot, others tried just for the challenge of it, and after the 2nd wave, they had managed to make it out to the street. Some-possibly paid in advance-heiress got the constables involved instead of the neddies, and it took a group to finally bring the suspect into custody. Oddly, though it was never mentioned in the report, said suspect had already been wearing a standard issue mask.
